you turned on the love game

The corner of the restaurant is extremely quiet.

You can almost hear a needle drop on the ground.

Few guests sat in other places, very far away from this corner, the conversation between them could not be heard in the corner, only a few faint sounds of tableware colliding with porcelain plates.

The light rain outside the window suddenly became heavier.

After falling from the clouds, it hit the stone road hard, crackling, and the water splashed all over the glass windows, leaving dripping wet marks.

In this eerie silence.

Qi Ya clasped the seat with both hands, his pupils dilated subconsciously, staring closely at the young man standing in front of him, sweating profusely.

Your hand is still on Qi Ya's shoulder, and when you see this, you frown slightly, and move your palm up to block his sight.Then he pressed the trembling boy back into his arms.

"It's okay, don't be afraid." You said softly to him.

The silver-haired little boy tugged at your clothes, and Yi Ermi's eyes swept over Qi Ya's hand, then quietly looked away, met your eyes again, and spoke to you again.

"Long time no see, Lucia."

You didn't expect him to greet you casually, and you were a little surprised for a while.But what surprises you the most is that he found you faster than Linna and Hisoka who knew your movements.

Slowly patting Kiya's back, feeling the boy's trembling body gradually stop, you let out a chuckle from your throat.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

You leaned back on the back of the chair a little later, looked at Yi Ermi with your head tilted, the smooth black hair flowed down crookedly along the neckline, hanging on your chest, and there was a hint of curiosity in your tone.

"How do you know it's mine?"

Thinking of what Qiya said to you just now, you point your chin with your index finger, and ask thoughtfully: "Is it really just based on the reactions of Hisoka and Qiya?"

However, Il fans did not answer your question.

He opened his dark eyes, tilted his head slightly, and asked in a doubtful tone: "Is that red-haired man called Hisoka?"

You were taken aback for a moment, then said in surprise, "So you don't know yet."

Putting the raised hand on the backrest, you smiled lightly and admitted unhurriedly: "That's right, his name is Hisoka."

Yi Ermi half-closed her eyelids and said softly, "Is that so..."

The bright light poured down from the ceiling, casting a dark shadow under his eyelids, "Hmm. I know now."

Those dark eyes stared at you, with some bright lights reflected in them, but the voice that he spoke was so calm that there was no wave.

He said slowly to you, "I'll remember."

You smiled indifferently, a little distracted.

Thinking of Hisoka and Linna, they should be on the airship now, and they don't know when they will return to the Sky Arena.

Suddenly, you came to your senses, the young man with exquisite facial features was still standing there, without any aggressiveness on his body, completely different from the last time when he tried to bring you back when he knew you had recovered his memory.

Simply amazing.

It almost makes you wonder if he is the real person.

But you don't intend to figure out his intentions, you look up at him, and snort a playful smile from your nose: "Now let's get to the point, Yiermi, what are you looking for here?"

Hearing this, the silent young man's eyes dimmed.

But for some reason, he didn't speak, and kept his eyes downcast. The bright white light was covered inside, leaving only a coldness.

The smile on your face widened slightly, your eyes were crooked, but the words that came out of your mouth were not as gentle as your expression: "Are you trying to arrest me again and continue trying to control me?"

"..." Yi Ermi's slightly closed eyelids opened quickly.

The pair of cat-like dark round pupils were slightly dilated.

"Or……"

You raised your head and thought about it seriously, resting your elbows on the back of the seat, resting your chin on the back of your hand, the smile on your lips deepened, as if you didn't care, you said lightly what happened back then.

"Are you going to kill me again?" You asked him with a smile.

At this moment, the harsh momentum suddenly increased.

Thin gray lines appeared in those dark eyes.It was as if the reason that was still there suddenly fell into an inexplicable disorder.

The door of the restaurant was slammed open by an invisible force, cold air poured in with icy rain, the strong wind frizzed up his long black hair, and a gloomy and cold oppressive feeling permeated his body uncontrollably.

Qi Ya was so excited that he trembled again, you noticed the boy's situation, patted the back of his head lightly, rubbed his hair with five fingers, and looked up again at the murderous Ilmi.

He was fine just now, but as soon as you brought up this topic, he suddenly went wrong and let out a murderous look, which seems to be the reason.

You asked with interest: "Hey, it seems that I guessed it right?"

Although the exposed skin has a tingling feeling, you completely ignore the murderous aura he released, and you can even dismiss his thoughts with ease: "But it's a pity."

You suddenly laughed: "I have no such plan."

But the strange thing is that the moment I heard your voice, Yiermi's boiling murderous aura stopped abruptly, like a torrential river being suddenly closed, and the manic aura was blocked at the other end.

Ok?

You are slightly surprised, with a confused look in your eyes.

The door of the restaurant was still open, and the cold wind blew in from the outside, shaking the wet hair hanging in front of the enemy's battle uniform.

The dark wet hair rose to his shoulders, hanging on the edge of the spikes of the clothes, and further down was the tight muscle line, smooth and explosive, and the hand moved slightly, as if it wanted to lift it up.

"No……"

The waiter touched the arm that was suddenly cold for some reason, and hurried over to close the door. The cold wind and rain were once again isolated, and the young man's shaking wet hair fell slowly.

Yi Ermi's five fingers were slightly closed, but in the end they still did not lift up.

You noticed his action and felt something was wrong, you frowned slightly, and you heard him say, "I never thought of killing you."

He lowered his gaze again and landed on his hand. His slender fingers shone coldly under the white light, and his long eyelashes as thick as crow feathers concealed the dark emotions in his eyes, only a calm voice.

"I just want to take you back."

You put your hands on the table and straighten your back unconsciously.

The feeling of something wrong is getting stronger and stronger, mixed with an indescribable sense of familiarity, as if you have seen his attitude like this before, but you can't remember it for a while.

Suddenly, he slowly opened his eyelids, looking at you with dark eyes.

The voice suddenly became very low: "This is what you promised."

In the blink of an eye, you suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The tone of voice and some subtle movements of Yier fans now are deliberately imitating the feeling of being in the death field when they were young!

Whether it's standing silently, or moving his hands slightly and then hesitatingly stopped, those are things he only did when he was a child, and he doesn't do it now, no wonder you have a strange sense of familiarity.

Realizing the situation, you put your hands on the table and laughed.

Indeed, the performance of Il fans is extremely normal now.

Although the eyes are deep black, there is no turbulent darkness inside, and there is no strange and cold aura lingering around him.

It's completely different from the paranoid and strong look last time who just wanted to bring you back to Kukulu Mountain, but more like the young boy from a long time ago.

The Bartonk that will be waiting at the exit after your fight.

He was very good at pretending to be innocent.

She never thinks that what she does is wrong, but she is also very cute, and she blinks her eyes and slowly looks away.

Yi Erfan guessed right.

You will still be slightly moved by that kid named Bartonk.

but……

Your fingers slowly touched the table, suddenly chuckled, raised your face, tilted your head slightly to look at Yi Ermi's exquisite face, the long hair fell down to your arm with your movements, and the smile didn't reach your eyes.

"What bad idea are you thinking of, Il fan?"

When he first revealed his intentions and shot at you, you knew that he would not be a well-behaved character, and the desire to control that he showed later perfectly confirmed your thoughts.

No matter what his purpose is now.

It is impossible for you to trust him like you did in the death match.

"There's no need to pretend to be cute now."

A flash of lightning suddenly flashed outside the window, and a blue-purple flame suddenly lit up. The face of Yiermi's face alternated light and dark for an instant, and the next second, the rumbling thunder that wished to tear the sky followed.

Immediately afterwards, heavy rain poured down.

The crackling of glass windows almost drowns your voice.

You met Yi Ermi's deep gaze, and the movement of tapping your knuckles on the table quietly stopped.Then your fingers lightly touch the surface of the dining table, and the unique cold feeling of marble is transmitted instantly.

You smiled at him again.

Then a word without emotion escaped from his throat.

"After all, that was a long time ago."

As soon as the voice fell, the rolling thunder suppressed again, and the lights in the restaurant suddenly flickered for two seconds, and then all went out with a snap.

The originally bright environment suddenly darkened and was shrouded in shadows.

Immediately there were exclamations one after another in the restaurant, and the waiter hurried forward to appease the diners, explaining that there was a temporary problem with the circuit due to the thunder, and promised that it would be restored soon.

The slight commotion was quickly calmed down, and it became quiet again.

Ilmi stood in the shadows, without a trace of light in his eyes, like a vortex in the deep sea, or like an obsidian abandoned in a corner, there was an indescribable feeling when he cast his eyes on you.

"You're right, Lucia."

The ghost standing in the darkness takes a step towards you, its eyes drooping slightly.

He wasn't smiling, never was.

At this moment, he suddenly revealed a sense of reality.

It's hard to put into words the feeling, but you just somehow know that everything he's saying right now has a high probability of being true.

In the darkness, Yiermi stared at you expressionlessly, her voice suddenly became very low, and the words contained the unique coldness of speaking.

"It's been too long."

Hearing this familiar sentence, you were slightly taken aback.

When you were "Bedo", at the same place, he said the same thing to you. At that time, you thought he was trying to forcibly ignore the fact that you said "no help" three times.

But when you hear it again now, you suddenly have another idea.

Could it be that he was blaming you at the time?

You are still in a daze, Yi Ermi slightly lowered his head to look at you, the cool rainwater remaining on his collar flowed down with his movements, dripped and splashed onto the floor, leaving a puddle of wet marks.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time," he said.